Two ponies are drawn into a strong bond of sisterhood
Scootaloo and Rainbow Dash: two ponies leading two separate lives. Yet after a series of fateful encounters, the two will discover something that will change their lives forever.
A storm was brewing in Ponyville, one that its residents hadn’t seen with such intensity for a while. It was a rare occurrence but one that the ponies knew was a long time coming. The weather ponies had missed the rain days and thus the town was due for a big storm to compensate for the lack of rain. Thankfully the Pegasus ponies had the right mind to schedule it at night when no pony was out in town.
As the sun set, the storm clouds gathered. Soon it began to deluge on the town, turning any ground not held together with grass into thick mud. The winds then picked up, blowing the rain in a myriad of directions, causing it to lash against the buildings and trees. Anything not secured to the ground, whether it was a piece of paper or a garbage can was carted off by the winds, bound for some unknown final destination. Overhead the roaring thunder and bolts of lightning threatened to strike anything, acting as a warning to anypony that dared to venture out to stay inside and free of the storm’s force.
There was one pony, however, that did not heed the warning. A Pegasus filly with a pelt as orange as a mango and a mane and tail a magenta shade trudged down the center of town. She fought desperately against the wind and rain that threatened to carry her off. Every step was a struggle forward as she looked for some kind of shelter, any place to get out of the storm.
She was not alone in her plight. Clutched in between her fore hooves was a blue wooden scooter with red wheels. This made her journey even more treacherous as she was forced to walk on two hooves rather than four. It was clear that she cared so much about her possession as she cradled it like a mother would hold her foal for comfort. No matter how hard it would be, the orange filly was not about to lose her cherished scooter.
For a moment, she did not look down at the road and tripped over a rut. With a cry of surprise, she watched as the rain soaked scooter slipped from her hooves as she fell face first into a puddle of cold mud. She pulled herself up and shook off the mud in a vain attempt to have some semblance of cleanliness as she looked for her scooter. Thankfully the wind had carried it only a short distance before it got stuck up against a tree.
Galloping towards the tree, the Pegasus grabbed her precious scooter and proceeded through the town. She passed by many buildings that had their lights on, ones that she knew were just as good to offer safety. Pausing before a particular home, she looked in the window. There before her eyes a mother and a father and their two foals were sitting down to dinner. The table was set up with an array of wonderful food as the ponies laughed and conversed. In her mind the filly cursed her lot, for having nothing that this family had and in her mind probably never would.
Turning away from the scene in the window, she resumed her journey through the deserted street. She began to shiver from the cold rain that clung to her fur, making her trip even more miserable. Occasionally, bits of twig and debris would strike her. Most of them were a minor annoyance, but some cut her, causing her to wince in pain. Yet in her mind she knew she had to press on to her goal, no matter how miserable she was.
It was then she stopped and looked across the street. There was a house with no lights on which stood out among the lit houses around it. She crept closer as she looked in the windows. The place looked empty, devoid of furniture with its windows dirty. She snuck around the side, still clutching her scooter. She was not about to lose it now, not after all she and it had been through.
There was a loud banging sound which startled the orange filly as she looked around. There embedded in the ground was a metal cellar door that would rise and come crashing down as a wind passed under it. Without giving it thought, the pony opened the door and shut the door behind her.
The basement was dark, cold, and devoid of any furniture. It was just a big open area with a few wooden beams dotting the area and a set of stairs leading up to the main floor. The only light was the periodic flashes of lightning streaming through the windows. Yet for better or worse, this was her home. That was, until she could find a better place to stay. The Pegasus filly had to be careful the next few days. She knew she needed help and having friends would ease her loneliness. Yet she couldn’t tell any pony where she was staying for fear that it would open more questions like who and where her parents were. Her parents: the object of her wonder and her anger as to her as to having such a cursed life. But there was no used trying to seek something that didn’t want to be found.
After stumbling through the dark and almost colliding with a support beam or two, the orange filly found a corner of the basement and curled up into it. The stone walls and floor were cold and uncomfortable. At least she was out of the rain, but that didn’t help the fact that she was already thoroughly soaked. This added further to the misery she was feeling, making this situation one that even the strongest of fillies would cry.
The pony amidst her shivering did the best she could by wrapping her tail around the front of her body like a makeshift blanket. She then closed her eyes and desperately tried falling asleep amidst the sound of falling rain and thunder that echoed throughout the cavernous basement. Finally she eased into a wary but still sound sleep, her mind resolving to take things one day at a time. Anything else would be too much for the filly to take. There was much to do and even much more to forget.
The light of Princess Celestia’s sun streamed through the windows of the basement illuminating the blackness. The orange filly winced as a beam of light was aimed directly at her eyes like nature’s way of telling her she needed to get up. She yawned and stretched as she rolled over onto her hooves. Immediately she felt a wave of pain through her body as she started to walk. She checked her body and didn’t see any injuries other than a few cuts from rogue tree branches lashing her as she made her way through the storm. She figured that the pain was from her journey to Ponyville. It was annoying but not painful enough for her to not be able to walk.
Taking her prized scooter, the orange Pegasus trotted up the steps and opened the wooden cellar doors. Shielding her eyes from the sun, she stepped into the alleyway and carefully made her way out into the main street. She had to be careful now that it was daytime that she didn’t give away her hiding place. She made a note to return to her makeshift home only at night or if she really needed to.
For a moment the orange filly looked out into the main street. Ponies of different types, ages, and colors were busily making their way about town. Some ponies were helping to clean up from the storm. Others were conversing with each other. Still others were opening their businesses for the day. The ponies appeared very friendly to each other, giving the Pegasus a satisfied feeling that she had chosen a good place to live.
The filly then saw a white unicorn with a curly lilac and pink mane and tail approaching her. This was it, the chance to make a good first impression.
“Hi there,” the unicorn said in a bubbly upbeat tone, “I’m Sweetie Belle. What’s your name?”
“I’m Scootaloo,” the filly said, “nice to meet you.”
“Scootaloo. That’s a neat name. So are you new in town? I’ve never seen you around before.”
Scootaloo thought about what she was going to say. She didn’t want to outright lie to the filly, but she couldn’t risk telling her secret just yet. Something like that would require time and trust.
“Yeah, I’m new,” Scootaloo said, “My parents and I just moved in.”
“Oh, that’s cool,” Sweetie Belle said, “Hey, you don’t have a cutie mark like me. I thought I was one of the only fillies in town who didn’t have her mark. So do you want to hang out with me?”
“Sure,” Scootaloo said happy to have a pony take an interest with her.
“Great! I can tell we’re going to be the best of friends soon! Hey, did you have any breakfast?”
“Not really,” Scootaloo said, her stomach rumbling in agreement.
“Well, my sister Rarity can make you something. Follow me!”
Scootaloo got on her scooter and used her wings to propel her through the crowd as she followed the unicorn through town. “Hey, that’s a neat trick with your wings and scooter.”
“Yeah, I wish that I could fly though. I feel kind of silly not being able to fly like the other Pegasus ponies. My wings just are too small.”
“I know how you feel, the part about not being able to do things. Not the flying part. I’m bad at magic. I know it’s silly since my sister is really good but I can barely cast a spell. But I know I’ll get the hang of it one day. Oh, did you meet Rainbow Dash?” “Rainbow Dash,” Scootaloo said with a confused look.
“Oh, that’s right,” Sweetie Belle said, “You just moved here. Rainbow Dash is a really good flyer, maybe even the best. You can’t miss her as she has a rainbow mane and tail and creates rainbows in the sky. Gosh I’d love to have my mane and tail rainbow like. Oh, look! There she is overhead!”
Scootaloo stopped she scooter and careened her neck to look up at the sky. There she saw a blue Pegasus with a rainbow contrail flying in the air. She didn’t look like that she was going any place particular as she flew back and forth. It was then that she realized that the pony was doing stunts! The filly watched as Rainbow Dash did loops and somersaults and barrel rolls in the sky. Although she was overjoyed, Scootaloo felt a sense of longing, a feeling that she was destined to be in the clouds like Rainbow Dash, forever free. The word “free” lingered in her mind, reminding her of how in the past she wasn’t free but now she could be. There was also with that word a hint of regret as she knew that it wasn’t her desire or drive that would hold her back. It was her small wings, the one thing that she had no control over in her life and the one thing that would keep her grounded.
“Scootaloo,” a familiar voice was heard, “Are you ok? You went quiet all of a sudden.”
“Oh, yeah I’m fine. Just thinking about how great it would be to fly like Rainbow Dash.”
“Well who knows? Maybe one day you will.”
Suddenly the two ponies heard a pony yelling and looked around to see where the sound was coming from. Scootaloo happened to look up just at the right time to see Rainbow Dash heading right towards her. She didn’t have time to move out of the way, so she quickly placed herself around Sweetie Belle who was frozen in place, ready to take the brunt of the hit. Rainbow Dash, seeing that she was about to crash into a pair of frightened fillies tried to slow down as much as possible before crashing into the two. The three ponies rolled into a ball before coming to a stop.
“Ugh! I really have to work on that move,” Rainbow Dash said as she slowly stood up. She then unfolded her wings to check to see if they were ok. The mare then remembered that she crash landed into two fillies and looked around for them. There in a pile were the two, Scootaloo resting on top of Sweetie Belle. The fillies opened their eyes to see that the collision was over and breathed a sigh of relief.
“Um, Scootaloo,” Sweetie Belle said, “Can you get off me now?”
“Oh, sorry,” the Pegasus sheepishly said as she rolled off the unicorn.
“Hey are you two ok,” Rainbow Dash said with concern as she looked at the two ponies she hit.
“I’m fine,” Sweetie Belle said, “How about you Scootaloo? You took the brunt of the hit.”
“I’m ok,” Scootaloo said.”
“Heh, sorry for crashing into you like that,” Rainbow Dash said, “I guess I have to work on some things before I meet the Wonderbolts.”
“Woah, you’re trying out for the Wonderbolts,” Scootaloo said.
“Of course I am,” Rainbow Dash said, “It’s my dream to be one of them, soaring through their and performing awesome stunts as the fans cheer my name!”
The cyan Pegasus then recovered from her fan crazed moment as she realized that the two fillies were there. “So you’re Rarity’s sister, right?”
“Yep, I’m Sweetie Belle. You know my sister?”
“Well, I meet her some times. She’s a bit too frilly for me. I mean being cute is not my sort of thing. I haven’t seen you in town before. What’s your name?”
“I’m Scootaloo.”
“Scootaloo, eh? Well I got to say you really showed some courage protecting you friend like that.”
“Aw, it was nothing,” Scootaloo said trying to down play her act.
“No way, it was something. Take it from a pony that never leaves a friend hanging. You’ve got guts kid. So, I guess I’ll catch you two around. Oh, and Scootaloo if you want to fly with me sometime, just come find me, ok?”
“Actually,” the filly said with her head hung low, “I can’t fly. My wings are too small.”
“Oh,” Rainbow Dash said, “Well, you can still hang with me and we can do some other stuff. Anyway, I got to go. I need to practice some more. See you later!”
With that the mare took off into the sky, a rainbow trailing behind.
“That was cool meeting her,” Scootaloo said.
“Yeah, she’s a neat pony. By the way thanks again for protecting me like that.”
“Sure. What are friends for?”
Sweetie Belle’s eyes lit up upon hearing that Scootaloo was now her friend. She suddenly gave the orange filly a big hug which caught the pony off guard.
“So how about breakfast then, friend?”
“Sure,” Scootaloo said as she followed the unicorn on her scooter. The day was already starting to be going great as she not only met a friend but an awesome pony to hopefully look up to.
(Author’s note: The rest of the story will take place in the present time.)
The silence of the afternoon was broken by the sounds of fillies and colts pouring out of the Ponyville schoolhouse after the end of another school. Some ponies formed small groups of friends to talk to one another while some fanned out into the town to their homes . “That was a great lesson, wasn’t it,” Apple Bloom said.
“Yeah,” Sweetie Belle, “I liked learning about flight. Making those paper gliders was cool too.”
“I loved that part,” Scootaloo said, “Did you see how high mine flew? It was awesome!”
“Well, if it isn’t the Blank Flank Crusaders,” a familiar mocking voice was heard.
The three fillies turned to see Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon giggling madly at their own joke.
“What do you two want,” Apple Bloom said defiantly.
“Nothing from you three losers,” Silver Spoon said.
“Good one, Silver,” Diamond added to her partner in crime.
“Why don’t you two just buzz off,” Scootaloo said. If there was anything that the filly hated, it was those picking on her friends. She was ready to do everything necessary to defend them. They were everything to her: an endless source of caring, fun and love.
“Oooo…” Diamond said feigning being scared, “What is the chicken going to do, squawk at me?”
Inside of Scootaloo there was a tiny flame that was building ever since Diamond and Silver decided to make fun of her friends. With the words that the bully just uttered to the orange Pegasus, it was like gasoline aaded to that flame, making it grow bigger and hotter.
“What did you say to me,” Scootaloo said, rage building in her voice that made Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle back up slightly.
“Hey, Scootaloo, forget what she said,” Apple Bloom replied trying to calm down her friend.
“Yeah, you’re acting like not you,” Sweetie Belle replied.
Their friend just ignored the two of them, focused on the snide spoiled filly in front of her.
“Chicken,” she said knowing which button to push, “because that’s what you are: a big orange chicken with tiny wings that can’t even fly. Why do your friends even hang out with a flightless Pegasus? You’re a disgrace to your pony type. Why don’t you go to a farm and hang out with where you truly belong, with the chickens!”
As if the onslaught wasn’t enough, Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon began to make clucking sounds as they imitated a chicken.
It was then that that growing flame inside the filly reached its limit and suddenly Scootaloo exploded. With a scream that caught off not only the two bullies but her friends as well, Scootaloo charged Diamond Tiara and knocked her to the ground.
“Take it back,” she shouted as pinned the grey pony to the ground.
“No,” Diamond replied as she tried pushing the orange filly off her.
Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, and Silver Spoon could only stand and watch as the two ponies wrestled on the ground, kicking up clouds of dust and bits of grass. Part of the three onlookers wanted to assist, but they knew that it would only lead to a big fight. There was no telling how long it would last as the two ponies both had the stamina and the rivalry to make it last a while.
“Girls,” a stern familiar voice was heard from the doorway of the school. The two fighting ponies immediately stopped and looked up at their teacher, Miss Cheerilee. From the upset expression on her face, she had seen them fighting and now she saw enough.
“Both of you into the school now,” she said using her best ‘teacher voice’.
With their heads down, Scootaloo and Diamond Tiara headed into the school and past their teacher as she calmly closed the door, leaving the other ponies wondering what was to take place inside.
The two ponies slowly walked towards through the empty classroom. It was an odd feeling being in a place that was just a few minutes ago was full of the sounds of their classmates but was now eerily quiet. The teacher’s desk was piled with stacks of paper. The two guessed that she was working on correcting something when she heard them fighting. The two fillies then took a seat in the front row, right in front of the teacher’s desk, and waited for what their teacher was going to do next.
“Now,” the teacher said as she sat in her comfortable chair, “I want you two to know first of all that whatever the trouble was, fighting is not the answer . You two should know better by now that you can resolve things better than that. Now I want to hear from each of you what happened to cause you two to start fighting. While one of you is telling their story, I don’t want the other to interrupt. Is that clear?”
The two fillies looked at each other as if to assure that they agreed before turning back to Miss Cheerilee and nodding in agreement.
“Good. Now Diamond Tiara, why don’t you tell me what happened.”
The filly told her story with as much drama as a school play, explaining the woeful tale of how she and Silver Spoon were minding their own business when Scootaloo attacked them. As the orange Pegasus heard this, she wanted to respond and set the record straight, but she grudgingly held her tongue. She knew her time would come to tell her side.
“Thank you Diamond,” Cheerilee said, “Now Scootaloo, if you would give your side of the story.”
Scootaloo, with no dramatics or twisting of the tale, told how Diamond and Silver made fun of her and her friends, especially calling her chicken. That led to the fighting.
“Thank you Scootaloo,” the teacher said calmly, “Now Diamond I’m going to ask you something and I want the truth. Did you make fun of Scootaloo and her friends?”
The pink pony grudgingly nodded, admitting to her crime. She knew that if she lied and was found out, her punishment would be doubled.
“I see,” was all the teacher said with a sigh before becoming silent.
A few seconds passed by where the teacher sat quietly, thinking about what she was about to say. For the two fillies, it felt like an eternity. Both wondered what kind of punishment it would be, because they knew there was to be punishment for both of them. There was no escaping it. Each filly however hoped the other would get a harsher one than themselves. That would be the only kind of justice in this case.
“Now since you both were fighting, I’m going to give you two a week without recess where you will be helping me clean up the classroom. Now Diamond, since you made fun of Scootaloo and her friends I will be speaking to your father. You know that I do not tolerate bullying in my classroom, and you seem to be the prime offender. Now Scootaloo, as I said before you need to find better ways of facing bullies rather than fighting them. Although I have yet to meet your parents, I know that they would not like you doing that. And as you become a mare, fighting somepony you’re opposed to will not be an option. Do I make myself clear to both of you?”
“Yes Miss Cheerilee,” the two said.
“Good. Now you two run along. I expect you to think about what happened today as you return home.” The two fillies headed towards the door. Scootaloo should have been reveling in the fact that Diamond Tiara got a harsher punishment, but instead she felt bad.
Outside Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, and Silver Spoon waited for their friends to appear.
“What do you think Miss Cheerilee will do,” Sweetie Belle said to Apple Bloom.
“I don’t know. I hope they don’t have Scootaloo stay after class. That would ruin our Crusading together.” The doors opened up and the two fillies appeared.
“Let’s go Silver Spoon,” Diamond said to her friend, ignoring the other three fillies as the two left. “What happened Scootaloo,” Apple Bloom said.
“I got a week without recess,” the filly said in a monotone voice, “Diamond got the same and Miss Cheerilee will be talking to her dad.”
“That’s ok,” Sweetie Belle said thinking that Scootaloo was upset that she could not have recess, “You’ll get recess again soon.”
“So, let’s head to the clubhouse then,” Apple Bloom said partly because the incident had taken up valuable Crusading time and partly because she wanted to ease her friend’s mind.
“Actually you two,” Scootaloo said, “I think I’m going to go for a walk around town. I need to think about some things.”
“Is it something you want to talk to us about,” Sweetie Belle said.
“Nah, it’s ok. I’ll see you tomorrow in school.”
“Ok then,” Apple Bloom said with a shrug, “I’ll see you later.”
“Bye,” Sweetie Belle said as she and the earth pony headed down the road towards Sweet Apple Acres and their clubhouse.
Scootaloo was left alone in the schoolyard as she watched her friends leave. With a heavy sigh and her head hung low she began to walk down the street, her thoughts weighing her down.
The orange filly proceeded down the streets of Ponyville as slow as a funeral march. Around her, ponies were moving like a colorful choreographed dance. Some ponies were wandering from one place to another. Others were relatively still and conversing in small groups. No matter what they were doing, the one thing these ponies had in common was that all appeared happy. Their happiness made Scootaloo even sadder, making her heart yearn to share their joy. Part of her wanted some pony, any pony to recognize her and ask her if she was ok. She knew that they couldn’t help fix her problem, but at least in was a gesture that they cared. Yet another side of her wanted nothing more than to be left alone, as perhaps peace and quiet was what she needed to take her mind off the problem. She didn’t know what or who would help her with the weight of sadness.
“Scootalloo,” a familiar voice suddenly broke through her thoughts. At first she thought she was imagining it.
“Hey Sctootaloo,” the voice said again. This time the filly knew she wasn’t dreaming. She knew a pony was calling to her but she didn’t know from where. The filly stopped and looked about the street to see if a pony was trying to get her attention. Finding none, she stood perplexed.
“Hi,” the voice said that now sounded very close to her. Scootaloo turned and there standing next to her was Rainbow Dash.
The filly let out a little shriek of fright at the sudden appearance of her friend.
“Oops, sorry for scaring you,” Rainbow Dash said sheepishly, “so what’s up?”
“Nothing,” Scootaloo said.
“Nothing? From the looks of things, something big happened to you, and it doesn’t look like it was fun.”
The filly looked like she wanted to tell Rainbow Dash something, yet whatever it was the orange Pegasus was somehow unwilling to tell. Then the rainbow manned pony got an idea.
“How about we take this conversation somewhere private,” she said, hoping it was the answer.
“Sure,” Scootaloo replied thankful that her friend had taken the hint.
“Ok, hang on,” Rainbow Dash said as she wrapped her legs around the filly and lifted her into the air. Scootaloo liked when Rainbow Dash gave her an air lift. It was the closest thing the filly could get to actually flying. The filly watched as the scene of the town became smaller by the second as the two ponies ascended through the sky. Finally the rainbow manned pony floated over to a nearby cloud big enough for the two ponies to stand safely and gently set the filly down. Scootaloo lay down on the cloud, enjoying how soft it felt on her body. It was like she was lying on an extra soft pillow.
“Wow, Rainbow Dash. I guess I can understand why you like resting on clouds.”
“Yep, there’s nothing like it. So what’s going on with you?”
Scootaloo told Rainbow Dash what happened: what Diamond Tiara said and how she reacted to it. When she was finished, the rainbow manned mare could only stare at the filly, trying to comprehend what she had just heard.
“Wow, she really called you that?”
“Yeah,” Scootaloo replied.
Rainbow Dash had heard this story before about how Scootaloo and her Crusader friends were being pestered by Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, but it appeared to the mare that it was getting worse each time Scootaloo told her what happened.
“What’s this Diamond Tiara’s problem anyway?”
“I don’t know. She likes picking on me and my friends because we haven’t found our cutie marks yet.”
“Doesn’t this bully know that it’s not just about getting a mark but it’s what you do with your talent?”
“I guess not,” the filly said.
“Well, she shouldn’t have bullied you like but on the same hoof you shouldn’t be so quick to fight since it makes you like her.
And I’m sure you don’t want to be like her.”
“Yeah, I know. It’s just she gets me so mad you know, especially talking about my wings. I mean, it’s bad enough that I know that my wings are tiny and I can’t fly with them, but to have a pony tease me about them? I don’t care if she bullies me about not having my cutie mark, because I know that if… when my wings grow I’ll get my mark soon after since it’ll probably be about flying. But it hurts to be made fun of when you can’t fix something about you.”
Rainbow Dash could see the look of frustration and sadness on the filly’s face. It wasn’t just due to diamond’s relentless bullying that caused such a depression. It was also Scootaloo dreaming to do more with her life but being held back by her own body’s limits.
“Have you told your parents about this,” the mare asked.
Scootaloo didn’t like telling her mentor and friend a lie, but she couldn’t tell the grim truth about her life, not to her friends or Rainbow Dash.
“They… told me not to worry. They said that they’ll get tired and move on to other ponies.”
On instinct, the rainbow Pegasus wrapped her wing around the filly.
“Hey, don’t worry about those two. They’re just upset about not being as cool as you. As for your wings, well, look at me. I could barely fly when I was your age! Bullies used to tease me all the time until I did that awesome Sonic Rainboom!” Rainbow Dash noticed that her heroic tales was doing nothing to help soften Scootaloo’s mood. Quickly she decided to change her approach.
“Hey, I know you’re hurting,” the mare said softly, “but you know something? You got some great qualities: protecting and comforting you friends, being kind to everypony, and always willing to help a pony out when needed. Those qualities are really going to come in handy in the future. Don’t worry about your wings. You’ll be growing into them any day now. Who knows, you might wake up and your wings will be full grown! You know something else? I’ve met many ponies in my life, but you’re one of the coolest, and I know that you’re going to be doing some amazing things in your life. Most importantly, know that your friends love you. And I love you too kid. You’re great to hang out with and you remind me of when I was a filly.”
“Thanks Rainbow Dash,” Scootaloo said giving her friend a hug, “You’re the best! And I love you too as a friend.”
“Sure thing, kid! Now how about I get you back to Ponyville and we’ll grab a bite to eat. I’m starving!”
“Ok,” Scootaloo said as Rainbow Dash picked her up and floated her down to the town. She was beaming with the fact that no matter what happened in life, she had her friends and she had Rainbow Dash to support her.
The next day Rainbow Dash was with her friends at Sugar Cube Corner. Normally she would be excited to be seeing them and hearing about their lives, the things that they were doing, and any events they were planning for the future. It was only a few years ago that the rainbow manned Pegasus only knew the five mares in passing, but upon discovering her bonds with them and becoming the Element of Loyalty she developed a lasting friendship that proved to be unshakable despite what was going on in each other’s lives. Yet this time she was reserved and quiet, letting her other friends talk. It was as if she wasn’t really there, like statue in a gallery. Her lack of participation and her uncanny silence was also noticed by her friends.
“What’s wrong,” Twilight Sparkle said. She of all her friends was the first to know something was not right. “You look like you have a lot on you mind,” Rarity said.
“Ooo! Maybe Rainbow Dash needs a cheering up party,” Pinkie Pie said, her mind already picturing what such an occasion would look like.
“Um… Pinkie, ah’ don’t think she needs a party. Ah’ think that talkin’ to us will help her though.”
“You know you talk to us Rainbow,” Fluttershy said softly, “that is, if you want to.”
Rainbow Dash knew that her friends were there for her, and she also knew that hold it within was eating her up inside. She needed to let it out, and what better ponies to do so than her friends.
“Ok, I do have something on my mind, but it’s not about me. It’s about Scootaloo,” she said.
“Scootaloo,” Rarity said surprised, “What’s wrong with her? Sweetie Belle didn’t tell me about her.”
“Neither did Apple Bloom,” Applejack said, “and she’s like two apples on a tree with Scootaloo. Is she sick or somethin’?”
Rainbow Dash understood the concern Applejack and Rarity had. After all, their younger sisters were best friends to Scootaloo and members of the Cutie Mark Crusaders.
“No, she’s not sick. I mean, she was kind of down yesterday because some ponies were making fun of her, but that’s not what I was thinking about.”
“Then what it,” Twilight asked.
“I was thinking about her parents. I asked her what her parents thought about her being bullied and it was as if something was up, but I can’t put my hoof on it. I mean, have you ever seen Scootaloo with her parents?”
“I don’t think so,” Fluttershy said.
“And Pinkie, has Scootaloo’s parents ever stopped by Sugar Cube Corner?”
“Come to think of it, no,” Pinkie said, “I don’t even know her parents and I know everypony in Ponyville!”
“And Applejack and Rarity, has your sisters ever been to Scootaloo’s house?”
“Well, most of the times the Crusaders are at the clubhouse in my orchard,” Applejack said.
“Yes, and sometimes they come to the Carousel Boutique, but mostly to pick up Sweetie Belle. I don’t think they ever went to Scootaloo’s house dear.”
“It just seems odd you know that all these years I’ve known her, I’ve never met her parents or been to her house.” “You don’t think they’re mean to her do you,” Twilight asked with a look of concern.
“No, I think she’s ok,” Rainbow said, “As I said, there’s something strange going on, but I can’t figure out what.” “Well,” Fluttershy said, “How about we help you look after Scootaloo.”
“Thanks, but I don’t want to invade the filly’s privacy. She might not want to be with me, and I can’t risk losing her.” “You really like her, don’t you,” Twilight said.
“Yeah,” the rainbow manned mare said, “She’s a great kid. She reminds me a little of when I was a filly. She really needs somepony to help her, and I want to continue being that pony.”
“Then what would you like us to do,” Twilight said seeing the concern in her friend’s face.
Rainbow Dash thought about the best way to allay her fears without alienating the filly. Then a grand idea appeared in her mind.
“Ok, I think I have a plan. . I’m going to meet Scootaloo this Saturday in the park. Rarity and Applejack, can you talk to your sisters to see what they know that day? ”
“Yes darling,” Rarity said.
“Absolutely,” Applejack replied.
“The rest of you, can you just when you’re in town watch to see where Scootaloo goes, especially in the evening?”
“Yes,” Fluttershy, Twilight Sparkle, and Pinkie Pie said.
“Thanks you five. I really appreciate it.”
“That’s what friends are for,” Pinkie said, “Now, who wants some cake?”
With her fears calmed and her plan put forth thanks to her friends, Rainbow relaxed back into her normal state, hoping that whatever her friends find out, it will be for the best.
The next afternoon Rainbow Dash waited for Scootaloo in the park. The mare felt a little bad that she was essentially having her friends spy on the filly she so cared about, but Rainbow Dash had the nagging feeling that something was not right with the orange Pegasus. She also knew that making unfounded claims would only hurt their relationship if not destroy it completely. The rainbow manned Pegasus remembered her friend Twilight saying, “Look at the facts before you jump to conclusions.”
“Good old Twilight,” Rainbow Dash said with a chuckle.
The mare then heard the familiar buzzing sound indicating that Scootaloo was approaching. Sure enough the filly appeared over the hill on her scooter with her wings flapping as a propeller. She then skidded to a stop in front of her friend with a smile as wide as a mile.
“Hi there, Rainbow Dash.”
“Hey, Scootaloo,” the mare said, “So what do you want to do first?”
“How about Scooter Sailing,” the filly said with excitement.
“You got it kid,” Rainbow Dash said, “Did you bring a rope?”
“Right here,” Scootaloo said proudly presenting the coiled mass in her hooves.
“Ok, I’ll tie the one end around me while you tie the other end around the scooter. Just make sure your end is tied tightly.” Rainbow Dash got to work tying the rope around her midsection while Scootaloo tied the other around the handle of the scooter. The filly had done this before with the mare, but it was such a thrilling experience that she couldn’t wait to try it again.
“Ok, I’m ready,” Rainbow Dash said, “Are you ready?”
“Yes,” Scootloo replied as she hopped on the scooter.
“Ok. Hang on,”
Scootaloo grabbed onto the handle bars of the scooter. Suddenly Rainbow dash took off, launching the scooter with her. The filly squealed with delight as she zoomed past the other ponies in the park. Every bump she encountered gave her a little air time before touching back down on the ground.
After a few minutes of racing around the park, Rainbow Dash had an idea.
“Ok kid. There’s a steep hill nearby. Let’s see if I can get you to fly!”
“Yes,” Scootaloo said not being a pony to back down from a new challenge.
Rainbow Dash accelerated towards steep hill, pulling the filly on the scooter faster as they went.
“Ok kid. When you’re in the air, spread your wings and let go of the scooter.”
“Are you sure,” she said nervously.
“Trust me,” Rainbow Dash said, “I never leave a pony hanging.”
Scootaloo felt herself moving faster and faster as the mare accelerated up the hill. Suddenly as she hit the top of the mound, she felt herself and the scooter floating in the air.
“Alright kid, let go.”
Scootaloo spread her wings and trusting her friend let go of the scooter. For a moment she was afraid she would plummet to the ground like a stone dropped from a high place. Then she realized that she wasn’t falling, she was gliding. The filly was amazed as she floated through the air, the ground slowly coming closer. Finally she touched down lightly on the ground, still stunned at what happened.
“Hey, Rainbow Dash, did you see?”
“See what,” the pony said as she touched down with the filly’s scooter.
“Rainbow,” she said with a laugh, “You’re not a very good liar.”
“Of course I saw kid! You’re a natural! I figured that you can fly; you just need a little help getting off the ground that’s all. That will come soon enough though.”
“Thanks Rainbow,” Scootaloo said as she hugged the mare, “I wish you were my big sister.”
The rainbow manned pony stood shocked at what she thought Scootaloo had said.
“W…what did you say?” “I said I wish you were my big sister,” Scootaloo said.
Rainbow Dash her heart swell as Scootaloo confirmed what was thought to be said. She had felt love before in the form of lover of her friends and flying, but nothing like this. This was a new experience, something she never knew before. But then doubt entered the pony’s heart at the decision the orange Pegasus was making.
“Heh, come on. You don’t want me as a sister.”
“Of course I do,” Scootaloo said, “You’re always there for me talking to me and teaching me how to fly and caring about me. And you’re really cool. You’re everything I could ever want in a big sister!”
“Scoots,” Rainbow Dash said, “I know you love me, and I love you too. It’s just not that simple being a sister. I mean, what would your parents think if you showed up home one day saying that I was now your sister?”
“I’m sure they’d be ok with that,” Scootaloo said, “I mean, I talk to them about you all the time. They practically think you’re family!”
“Well, I want you to talk you your parents seriously about this. Until then, whether I’m you’re sister or your friend, I’ll always be there for you.”
Scootaloo and Rainbow Dash embraced on the hillside before continuing their fun together. As they played and talked and enjoyed each other’s company, Rainbow Dash’s mind was still on the words that the filly had uttered. Part of her was more than willing to be her sister while the other part despite her calm façade was confused and nervous.
After saying goodbye to Scootaloo, Rainbow Dash walked down the busy main street of Ponyville. For once in her life, she didn’t feel like flying around town. It was as if the thoughts on her mind weighed her down, grounding her and forcing her to bear the load as she walked. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t put aside the memory of Scootaloo yearning to be her sister.
The rainbow manned pony had considered before the notion of becoming Scootaloo’s older sister. She even remembered on a certain camping trip along with Rarity, Applejack and their sisters agreeing to Scootaloo to take her under Rainbow Dash’s wing. Yet every time she thought about becoming her sister, barriers were erected either physically or mentally. Many times when considering the matter she would have to quickly turn her attention towards something that was more important at the time like her friends. But what really hindered the mare was her own self-doubting. She feared that she was too imperfect to be a good sister and was afraid that one day the novelty of Scootaloo looking up to her would fade away and the filly would seek some other idol. To have that happen after agreeing to be the orange pegasus’s sister would be heartbreaking to the mare.
Rainbow Dash was so lost in her thoughts that she wasn’t watching where she was going. Suddenly she felt herself bumping a soft yet firm object, knocking out of her mental haze. She knew it was another pony and quickly looked to see who it was. Her eyes quickly met the face of her friends Applejack who stared curiously at the rainbow Pegasus.
“Howdy Rainbow. You know you just say hi to me rather than plum knocking me over.” Rainbow saw a grin form on the earth pony’s face indicating that she wasn’t mad.
“Sorry about that,” Rainbow Dash said sheepishly, “Guess I wasn’t looking where I was going.”
“You look like you have somethin’ on your mind. Do you want to talk about it? Ah’m a pretty good listener if ah’ do say so myself.”
“Well ok,” Rainbow Dash said at her friend’s offer, “Applejack, what’s it like being a sister?” “Ah’ beg yer pardon?”
“You know, what it is like having Apple Bloom as a sister.”
“Oh ah’ see. Well bein’ a sister with her is like the weather ah’ guess.”
“The weather,” Rainbow Dash asked confused.
“Rainbow, you of all ponies should know about the weather. Some days are bright an’ sunny. Other days are cold or rainy or snowy. It’s just like bein’ a sister. Oh sure many days are sunny an’ we’re like two peas in a pod. There are those stormy times when one of us is sad or upset an’ it feels like there’s no tellin’ when the storm might end!” “So what do you do?”
“Ah’ always remember that no matter how stormy a day is that soon things will be sunny. Nothin’ is certain except for the love between me and family like Apple Bloom or friends like you.”
“I think I understand,” Rainbow Dash said.
“Glad ah’ can help,” Applejack said, “Oh by the way, ah’ talked to Apple Bloom today about Scootaloo, her parents, and where she lives. She told me that she has never seen Scootaloo’s parents either in town or at any school functions. They weren’t even at Family Appreciation Day. As for where the filly lives, Apple Bloom doesn’t know that either. She always sees Scootaloo either at the school or at the farm. At first ah’ thought that you were bein’ a little paranoid Rainbow, but ah’m startin’ to get worried about the little filly. Ah’ mean there’s somethin’ strange when a friend doesn’t know where the others at least live.”
“Thanks for the advice Applejack and for telling me about what Apple Bloom knows.”
“Any time. Ah’m sorry ah’ couldn’t be a better help, but that’s all ah’ know.”
“That’s ok.”
“Well, ah’ better get back to Sweet Apple Acres then,” Applejack said tipping her hat, “Those apples aren’t going to jump off the trees and into the baskets themselves.”
“Bye Applejack,” Rainbow said as she watched her friend disappear in the crowd.
The mare, feeling a little happier that she talked to her friend, continued her walk through town when suddenly she saw Rarity trotting over to her.
“Oh Rainbow,” the unicorn said, “I’m so glad I found you.”
“You are?”
“Yes darling. I spoke to Sweetie Belle like you asked me about Scootaloo, her parents, and where she lives. She told me that she has no idea who the filly’s parents are or where she lives. Why, I couldn’t believe that my sister didn’t know these things. I mean it’s usually proper etiquette for friends to invite each other over to their respective houses. Why even the fillies have seen Sweetie Belle’s house and of course they have seen mine. The whole thing is just very odd.”
“Yeah, it is odd,” Rainbow said getting worried about Scootaloo.
“Oh dear, I’m sorry I cannot be of a better help about that matter. That’s the only information Sweetie knows.”
“It’s ok,” Rainbow said, “Actually I want to ask you something else.”
“What is it dear?”
“What’s it like being a sister? You know, you being an older sister to Sweetie Belle?”
“Well, it’s hard to explain, but I shall try. I remember when I was not such a good sister to Sweetie Belle, seeing her more of an annoyance than some pony to care for. It only got worse over time until finally we got into a shouting match. I said some things I was not proud of, and Sweetie Belle said she did not want to be my sister. Well you could imagine how heartbroken I was. Then Applejack told me that being a sister is to compromise. You have to do things that you sister likes rather than just what you like. But I think that the best lesson I learned is that no sister is perfect and that as long as there is love for each other all other flaws could be forgiven.”
“Thanks for that information,” Rainbow Dash said.
“You are quite welcome,” Rarity replied, “Now I’m sorry that I have to cut this conversation short, but I have a few dress orders that I have to attend to.”
“Ok then. See you later Rarity.”
With a wave the white pony dashed through the crowd.
Rainbow Dash’s fears about not being the best sister were being calmed with the words of Applejack and Rarity. It felt like a weight was being lifted off her back. Still, the fact that Scootaloo’s two closest friends didn’t know who the orange pony’s parents were or where she lived troubled the mare. She hoped that the answer would be revealed. Suddenly Rainbow Dash heard some pony shouting. She looked to see Twilight Sparkle, Fluttershy, and Pinkie Pie running towards her.
“Rainbow Dash, thank goodness we found you,” Fluttershy said softly but with a concerned tone.
“What? What’s going on?”
“It’s about Scootaloo,” Pinkie said worried as well. This further caused Rainbow to become concerned as there were few things that could make the happy pink pony in such a state. The cyan pegasus’s mind began to run wild of possible things that could have happened to the filly upon leaving her.
“Is she ok? Is she hurt or sick?”
“Rainbow, calm down,” Twilight said trying to help her friend, “Scootaloo I think is fine. We found her house, however.” Rainbow Dash couldn’t understand why finding the orange pony’s house would cause concern.
“Ok, you found the house. Shouldn’t that be a good thing?”
The three mares turned to each other and then back to Rainbow Dash.
“You’re not going to like this Rainbow,” Twilight said soberly, “Follow us.”
Rainbow Dash followed Twilight Sparkle, Fluttershy, and Pinkie Pie through town and into an alley.
“Ok, so why are we in an alley? She doesn’t sleep here, right?”
“No,” Twilight said as her horn glowed. Suddenly the wooden door to the basement opened up with the unicorn’s magic. “She lives here,” the unicorn said as she activated a light spell and proceeded down the steps.
“What are you talking about,” Rainbow said as she followed her friends, “This place has been empty for years! There’s no way that Scootaloo could be staying…”
The mare’s voice trailed off as her friends suddenly parted as if to show her something. The mare gasped at the scene before her. On the floor in the basement next to a window there were a pile of sheets that bore some semblance of a makeshift bed and a pile of hay that acted as a pillow. Nearby was Scootaloo’s saddlebag for school and her Cutie Mark Cursaders cape. There were other things scavenged like a firefly lantern, some books in a pile, some old wooden boxes and barrels that acted as furniture, and a basket of apples.
“This is her home,” Rainbow Dash said still trying to make sense of the scene before her.
“Looks like it,” Twilight said.
“But where are her parents?”
“I… I don’t know if she has any parents,” Fluttershy said quietly.
Rainbow looked at the yellow Pegasus as she said that. Clearly it was on the minds of every pony in the room, including Rainbow. Yet all were afraid to say it.
“I guess you’re right Fluttershy.”
“So… what do we do now,” Pinkie Pie asked.
“I’m going to have to talk to her,” Rainbow Dash said with a sigh.
“We can come with you,” Twilight said.
“No,” Rainbow Dash said strongly that caught the other ponies off guard and made Fluttershy let out a squeak as she curled into a ball.
“I’m sorry Fluttershy. I just think that I have to do this alone.”
“I understand,” Twilight said, “but if you need any help, we’re here for you.”
“Thanks,” Rainbow said as she hugged her friends. She then made her way up the stairs from the basement and out into the street, ready to find Scootaloo and talk with her, even if it meant some tough love.
Rainbow Dash flew over Ponyville looking for Scootaloo. She knew that this conversation couldn’t wait another day or even another minute. What she had to say was important, more important than anything she ever talked to the filly about in the past. Her mind was a blend of being upset that Scootaloo had lied to her all these years rather than just telling her of all ponies the truth along with a desire to know what brought the orange Pegasus to such low state.
The rainbow manned Pegasus checked every place in town and asked every pony she could find. None had seen the filly since the afternoon, which Rainbow Dash knew that she spent the afternoon with Scootaloo. She then flew to Sweet Apple Acres, hoping that she’d catch the orange Pegasus at the Cutie Mark Crusaders’ clubhouse. As she approached she heard the joyful sounds of three fillies talking and landed on a cloud overhead the farm area. There she spotted the three Crusaders in front of the barn walking in the direction of the orchard. The mare knew she had to catch Scootaloo before she went in; otherwise she would have to wait for the three to reach the clubhouse.
“Scootaloo,” she shouted as she landed right in front of the three Crusaders causing them to jump back in shock.
“Oh hi Rainbow Dash,” Scootaloo said, “What’s up?”
“Are you going to help us get our cutie marks,” Sweetie Belle said innocently.
“If you’re looking for my sister, she’s in the house,” Apple Bloom said thinking that Rainbow Dash was here to talk to Applejack.
“No girls,” Rainbow said curtly, “I’m not here to help you get your cutie marks, and I’m not here to see Applejack. Scootaloo, we need to talk.”
“Um… ok,” she said confused. The other fillies just stood by wondering what was so important for Rainbow to tell Scootaloo.
“What I mean is we need to talk alone,” Rainbow Dash said seeing that the other fillies confused, “Sorry, girls. This is between Scootaloo and me.”
“What’s goin’ on here,” Applejack said as she approached the four ponies.
“I need to talk to Scootaloo alone,” Rainbow Dash said.
The earth pony gave a confused look to her friend to which Rainbow Dash leaned over and whispered into Applejack’s ear about what she found. The orange mare’s eyes lit up in surprise at the news but she then tried recollected herself and gave a solemn nod to her friend.
“Apple Bloom? Sweetie Belle? Why don’t you two come in the house for a little? Maybe Granny Smith can teach you how to make her award winnin’ apple cake.”
“Yay! Cutie Mark Crusaders Apple Cake Bakers,” the two fillies shouted with joy as they followed Applejack into the house.
“So, you wanted to talk to me,” Scootaloo said still confused.
“Yes,” Rainbow Dash said seriously, “Look, you say you want me to be your sister, right?”
“Definitely,” Scootaloo said.
“And sisters are always loyal to each other and trust each other, right?”
“Yeah,” Scootaloo said confused at where the conversation was going.
“So why have you been lying to me all this time?”
“Lying? I’m not lying about anything,” Scootaloo said defiantly.
Rainbow Dash realized that she was in jeopardy of angering Scootaloo to the point of her possibly running off. If that happened, she might never get to see the pony she loved so much like a sister ever again. She knew the time for arguing was over. She had to tell the filly what she knew.
“Scootaloo,” she said calmly, “I know where you’ve been living. I’ve seen the basement in the vacant house. Look, I may be upset at you not telling me of all ponies the truth, but I’m more upset that you have to live like that. So I want to know as you friend, as your sister, where are your parents and where’s your real home?”
The filly at first felt angry that Rainbow Dash had discovered the truth, but she knew that one day some pony would find out. At least it was some pony she could trust. She wanted to run away, pack up, and leave Ponyville for a new town. Then she realized that she could no longer run from her problems. She had friends now and a pony she considered a sister, all of whom loved her so much and all who would miss her terribly if she left. She had to tell the truth.
“Ok,” she said sitting under a nearby tree, “the fact is I don’t have parents or a home.”
“You mean to tell me you’re an orphan?”
“Yeah,” Scootaloo said tears welling up in her eyes, “I was left on the doorstep of the orphanage in Canterlot I think when I was a little foal. I don’t think I was even old enough to talk. No pony at the orphanage could find my parents, so I had to stay there. Most of the caretakers at the orphanage were nice, but there was this one old pony, Miss Strict, who was very mean. She called us all names and she made us do chores like scrubbing the floors. The other kids were also mean. They used to make fun of me since I couldn’t fly so well and that I was smaller than most. They’d tease me, take my things, and even beat me up. One night I had enough, so when everypony was asleep I snuck out. I took the only things I had and this Scooter from the play area and never looked back. It took a few days, but I finally reached the nearest town of Ponyville.”
“Why didn’t you tell some pony that you were an orphan,” Rainbow Dash said feeling tears streaming down her eyes after hearing Scootaloo’s story.
“Are you kidding? I was afraid that if somepony knew, they’d send me back I don’t ever want to go back there! I’d rather be dead.”
Finally the two ponies could not contain their sadness any longer. They hugged and cried bitter tears for what seemed like an eternity. They cried for the pain. They cried for the unforgiving reality. Most importantly they cried as a sign that they cared for each other so deeply.
“Scootaloo, I’m so sorry,” Rainbow Dash said through her tears, “I’m sorry you had to go through with that. I’m sorry that I didn’t know sooner what was going on.”
“I’m sorry too,” Scootaloo sobbed, “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you or anypony else. I’m sorry that I lied to you.”
“I’m glad you told me,” Rainbow Dash said, “Now I can help you.”
“You’re not going to tell anypony that I’m homeless, right?”
“The truth is kid, that some of my friends know that you were living in the basement because they saw you leave there, but they aren’t going to tell anypony else I promise.”
“So, what are you going to do,” the filly said.
“I have a plan,” Rainbow Dash said, “but I need a little time to put it together. Can you trust me?”
“Yes,” Scootaloo said, “I still trust you.”
“Good. Now go play with your friends. I’ll explain the plan hopefully tomorrow.”
With a silver lining in the otherwise grey cloud of her situation, Scootaloo dried her eyes and went into the house and back to her friends, trusting that Rainbow Dash had a good plan like she said.
The mare then flew back to Ponyville as fast as she could and landed in front of the Golden Oaks Library. She then took a deep breath as she knocked on the door.
“I’m coming,” a voice was heard inside.
The door then opened and Twilight Sparkle greeted her rainbow manned friend.
“Oh Rainbow, did you find Scootaloo? What happened? Did you tell her what you found?”
“Yeah, I told her,” Rainbow dash said as she entered the library, “I’ll explain that to you later. Right now I need your help. This is not just for me, but for Scootaloo.”
“Anything,” Twilight said without hesitation.
“I need to send an urgent letter to Princess Celestia. You’ll understand when I tell you.” “Ok,” Twilight said, “Let me get Spike.”
The mare then shouted for the baby dragon who promptly ran down the stairs.
“What’s up you two,” Spike said seeing Twilight and Rainbow standing there.
“Spike, I need you to take a letter for Rainbow Dash. It needs to be sent urgently.”
“Got it,” the baby dragon said as he searched the library for a quill, ink and paper.
“Oh, and this letter has to be a secret, so please don’t tell anypony,” Rainbow Dash said.
“What kind of secret,” the dragon said jokingly.
The two mares stared at Spike with a look that spelled doom for him if he were to tell. “Fine, sheesh,” the dragon said, “I was only joking. I’m ready when you are Rainbow.”
The Pegasus cleared her throat and began dictating the letter.
Scootaloo awoke the next morning feeling groggy after a restless night’s sleep. It was no wonder that she didn’t sleep soundly after the events of the day before. In one day she stated her wish to be Rainbow Dash’s sister to having confessed out about where she lived and the fact she was an orphan. She was glad though that no matter how painful it was, she was able to tell somepony after all those years. Keeping something so monumental a secret filly ever since she first came to Ponyville was taking a toll on her. She was always afraid that she would be found out and that whoever did would not be as remorseful to her plight. Because of this she devoted so much of her thoughts, time, and energy to covering her tracks using fiction and lies. Now with the truth told to a pony she could trust, it felt like a weight had been lifted from her mind and heart.
Even though she felt better returning home after confessing, there was still the familiar worry as to what would happen next. She trusted Rainbow Dash would help her and that the plan would be something she’d enjoy. Yet there was still that nagging feeling that somepony would steal her away from the town, her friends and Rainbow Dash. As she desperately tried to sleep, her mind kept playing back the day and presenting an endless parade of scenarios as to what might happen next. She even dreamt that she be taken back to that orphanage where Miss Strict would be even meaner to her for running away. Such a nightmare woke her up in the middle of the night with her drenched in a cold sweat and looking around to make sure that she was still in her makeshift place. Even this room was no longer a safe haven to her as ponies knew about it. As she fell back to sleep that night, the only thing certain in her mind was the hope that the next day would be ok. As she stretched and yawned, she noticed that something was different in her room. Everything was there, placed in some semblance of order. She then realized that nothing was moved or missing but something was added. There on a wooden barrel that served the purpose as a table there was a folded piece of paper. Scootaloo picked up the note and read it.
“Dear Scootaloo,
Pack your things and meet me at the Golden Oaks Library. I have something to tell you.
Yours Truly,
Rainbow Dash”
Without giving it a second thought, Scootaloo began to pack. It was very easy for her to do so as she had few possessions and those she did have could all easily fit in her saddlebag. Before climbing up the step the filly turned and looked at her former room. To her it now looked less like a room now and more like what it was: a pile of boxes and barrels and sheets. Hoping that this would be the last she saw of this place but happy she at least had it for the years she gave a silent goodbye before departing.
Rainbow Dash paced nervously in the main floor of the library. She knew anytime now Scootaloo would be walking through that door, eager to hear from her what the plan was. The mare hoped that she would be ok with it. It would break the mare’s heart if she disagreed to it. She wouldn’t know what to do with herself if that happened.
“Are you sure you want to go through with this,” Twilight asked her friend.
“Sure I’m sure,” Rainbow said trying to hide her worry, “You think she’ll like it too right?”
“I think she’ll love the idea,” Twilight said.
“It’s just… you know… I’m a little scared that she won’t.”
Twilight could see the rainbow manned Pegasus tearing herself apart with worry. It was no wonder that her friend felt this way. Twilight knew how much Rainbow and Scootaloo spent time together and cared about each other so much. She knew how emotionally and mentally trying it must have been when the two confronted each other, especially Rainbow who had to hear the grim truth for herself. Now her friend had a plan to fix things, but Twilight of all ponies knew that all plans were not fool proof. The unicorn could only hope that things would turn out according to plan.
“Rainbow,” Twilight said as she put a reassuring hoof on her friend’s shoulder, “I know you’re worried that Scootaloo might not like your plan, and I’d be lying if I said that your idea is fool proof. But I also know that you two love each other so much. When I see you with her, it reminds me of Shining Armor and I. So whatever happens today, I still believe that the love between you two will remain.”
“Thanks Twilight,” Rainbow said to her friend reassuring her.
Just then the two mares heard the door open and turned to see Scoolaloo standing there.
“Hi Twilight,” Scootaloo said nervously.
“It’s ok,” Rainbow Dash said sensing the filly’s nervous state, “Twilight knows.”
“Oh, ok,” the filly said breathing a sigh of relief, “So you want to talk to me about something?”
“Well, actually kid, I want to show you something. Twilight, can you show here the paper?”
“Sure Rainbow,” Twilight said as she levitated a rather important looking paper and set it on the table in front of Scootaloo.
“What is it,” the filly asked.
“See for yourself,” Rainbow said with a smile.
Scootaloo looked at the paper. Much of it was legal jargon that she didn’t understand. But she then looked up at the title of the paper and let out a gasp. In big bold letters it read:
“Documents for Adoption”
The filly looked up at Rainbow Dash, tears welling up in her eyes.
“Does this mean that…”
“Yes Scootaloo,” Rainbow Dash said, “I want to adopt you. I can’t be your parent, but I want to be your big sister for real. So what do you say? Do you want to be my sister and come live with me?”
The filly could barely contain her excitement. She ran up to the mare and gave a big hug while crying tears of joy. “I take that as a yes,” Rainbow said with a smile.”
“Yes, yes, yes,” Scootaloo shouted as the two ponies embraced, “but how did you do this?”
“I had Spike send a letter to Princess Celestia about what happened to you and how I wanted to adopt you. Being an Element of Harmony has its perks you know. Anyway, a little after I sent it, she sent a letter back with the adoption papers. There was one for me congratulating me for adopting you, and oh she sent one for you to read.”
Twilight then gave Scootaloo the letter that bore Princess Celestia’s royal seal.
“I think I’ll read it to you,” Scootaloo said before clearing her throat and opening the message.
“Dear Scootaloo,
By the time you receive this letter you have already known about Rainbow Dash’s intent to adopt you as a sister. I felt that just sending the documents could not do this occasion justice. That is why I am writing to you today. I would first like to offer my sincerest apologies for the pain you felt as an orphan. No greater sorrow can be felt when a child does not have a parent, relative, or sibling in their life due to whatever circumstances may arise. I am also greatly saddened that you had to endure the bullying of the other orphans as well as your harsh treatment while in the orphanage. Let it be known that I have removed the headmistress Miss Strict from her duties and my sister and I are working to reform the orphanage so as to be a haven for fillies and colts.
I would now like to take the time to write about personally what it means to be a sister. As you know, my sister, Princess Luna, and I love each other deeply. I would say to you I would give up my kingdom, crown, and even my life for her as would she for me. The bonds between sisters transcends all time, space, nations, and laws. It is held by one of the strongest types of magic known in Equestria: love. Love is something that is shared between many including friends, lovers, relatives, and parents. But there is something magical about sisterly or brotherly love, a deeper connection that cannot be weakened or broken. Even though sisters and brothers may fight, love will reunite them and reestablish harmony.
And so, I offer you some advice, not as a princess to her subject but from one sister to another. May you learn to compromise on issues, be slow to anger and judgment with one another, learn to forgive when one may falter, find joy in your time together, and love as much as you heart can hold.
May your life with Rainbow Dash as your sister be filled with joy, harmony and love.
I wish you both the best of luck in your future.
Sincerely,
Princess Celestia”
“So I guess there’s one more thing left to do,” Rainbow Dash said.
“What’s that?”
“You just have to sign these papers and you will officially become my sister.”
Scootaloo eagerly signed the spaces with her name as Spike waited next to Twilight.
“Alright Spike,” Rainbow Dash said, “Send them to Canterlot!”
The dragon then collected the papers and with a breath of green fire the documents vanished.
“Now I can officially call you sister,” Scootaloo said with a smile.
“That’s right, sister,” Rainbow Dash said.
Suddenly the touching moment was interrupted by Pinkie Pie as she entered the library.
“Oh, hello. I’m not interrupting anything important, am I?”
“Actually,” Rainbow Dash said, “there is something important.”
“Ooo! What’s that?”
“We’re sisters now,” Scootaloo and Rainbow Dash said in unison.
“Oh I’m so happy for you two,” Pinkie Pie said hugging the two ponies, “Oh this calls for a Your Sisters Now party! What do you say?”
“Sounds like a great idea,” Scootaloo said.
“And after I’ll show you you’re new home Scootaloo,” Rainbow said.
“I love it when a plan comes together,” Twilight says with a laugh.
The two smiled at each other, their lives now a little brighter now as they entered a new life as sisters.
